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if he discovered she’d slept with an exotic dancer! As if that
wasn’t bad enough, she knew the probability was high, given the boy
he’d been back then, that Garryk probably had a record, as well.
She wouldn’t even get visitation rights!
    Not that she did very often anyway,
regardless of the court orders. There was always some reason why it
wasn’t convenient for Larry to spend the weekend with her like he
was supposed to. But she couldn’t lose her son completely! She
wasn’t going to give up without a fight! She loved him too much and
she was sure if she just hung in there sooner or later he’d see
that none of the lies his father had told were true and he’d come
around.
    Unless she got involved with a man
like Garryk!
    She dropped her hands and scrubbed
them along the legs of her jeans in agitation.
    Who was she kidding? She wasn’t
involved! He wasn’t interested in getting involved. She’d let him
count coup and fuck her!
    No! It was worse than that. She’d been
all over him! The only thing that had prevented her from begging
him was the fact that she’d been too mindless to think in English!
She’d been babbling in tongues!
    Well— he had for that matter!
    She’d thought her mind was just too
overheated to translate—at first.
    A shiver skated through her as the
memory instantly flooded her mind. Garryk Sinclair was a man who
knew how to please a woman! He’d set her on fire, turned her mind
to sludge. If ever she’d needed proof that it wasn’t pure
imagination that women fell all over themselves to spread their
legs for him, she certainly had it! She’d gloried in her
downfall!
    She almost thought the worst part of
it was that no man had ever made her feel like that before, because
she knew now what it was supposed to feel like and she was never
going to get to experience anything like that
again—ever!
    She could still smell him on her skin
and it was driving her nuts! She felt like a junky in need of a
fix!
    Surging to her feet abruptly, she
headed into her bathroom to bathe. She needed to try to put it out
of her mind, needed to get him out of her head. She wasn’t going to
see him again. There was no reason in the world for him to have any
interest in it now that he’d finally scored with
‘teach’.
    Even if he was interested in toying
with her, she couldn’t allow it!
    God, she wanted to! She almost thought it would be worth it to be
left in ruins when he dumped her and moved on just to experience
what it felt like for a little while!
    He wasn’t a kid anymore. It wasn’t
wrong to think of him as a desirable man—because he was!
Truthfully, she’d never been able to see him any other way, though
god knew she’d tried! He hadn’t behaved like a kid and he sure as
hell hadn’t looked like one. Fresh out of college with the ink
barely dry on her teaching certificate, she’d still been too close
to her own school years to consider him as forbidden fruit—at
first—not until her curiosity had led her to look up his records
and she’d discovered he wasn’t even eighteen.
    Not that she thought he’d ever really
been a kid in the truest sense of the word—innocent. He hadn’t
gotten the chance. He’d grown up in the school of hard knocks and
he’d been light years more experienced in the ways of the world
than she was even back then, regardless of his chronological age or
hers.
    She’d deeply regretted, even then,
that he was completely forbidden to her—because of her marriage,
because of her career, and because of his age. There was just
something about him beyond his good looks that had tempted her to
ignore her conscience, throw everything away, and give in to the
promise in his eyes.
    It wasn’t worth it, though. It really
wasn’t! She couldn’t let the hunger he’d planted in her to
flourish, to make her start rethinking things—like she’d lost her
son and she was never going to get him back no matter how hard she
tried. There was still hope. She had to